Do you ever not know what will soothe or calm you on any given day? After my mom died, I watched Frozen every day for months. It had no connection to Mom because it didn’t come out while she was alive, but it soothed me.
Regina Spektor has the same effect. She has two songs in Russian that calm me most. I have several song lyrics of hers written on my wall. Right now, Bob’s Burgers and Tom MacDonald are doing it for me. I’ve been through all of BB’s seasons about five times so far. Just like my food kicks (I’m still on the popcorn, unfortunately), I never know. There’s no craving or yearning; it just happens. My life is a series of “kicks.”
My husband tries to get me, but it’s hard since I don’t get myself. If I knew, I would tell him. Maybe. I loathe being asked obvious questions, so most of the time I won’t answer. Hubs is the king of obvious questions. He will walk in and see me eating a strawberry and say, “What are you doing?” or, “What are you eating?” Seriously. It’s so annoying that I will not answer him, or tell him I’m eating steak or doing the dishes; something that I’m obviously not eating or doing. I’ve told him numerous times that I hate it, but he keeps on asking.
